Rolled Up Sleeves - Telephone Treacle

You're just offshore from the ordinary
Like no one knows
Thought you were done, an obituary
But you’re a Russian doll
You're just offshore from the ordinary
Like no one knows
Thought you were done, an obituary
But you're a Russian doll
So meet me in the night time
On the other end of the line
With a full moon and a little spoon
And tell what’s mine
I heard you on the telephone, treacle
Late at night and sat in the dark
I thought maybe we should make a sequel?
Where you come again and remodel my heart
Always exceeds my needs
Putting chaos in my camera roll
Familiarity is dripping of your time zone
I know you empathise
I listen closest between the lines
But your words could start a revolution
So meet me in the night time
On the other end of the line
With a full moon and a little spoon
And tell what's mine
I heard you on the telephone, treacle
Late at night and sat in the dark
I thought maybe we should make a sequel?
Where you come again and remodel my heart
Your voice in my ear
That's all I need to hear
Your voice in my ear
That's all I need to hear
Your voice in my ear
That's all I need to hear
Your voice in my ear
That's all I need to hear
I heard you on the telephone, treacle
Late at night and sat in the dark
I thought maybe we should make a sequel?
Where you come again and remodel my heart
Where you come again and remodel my heart